After so many hours spent in the r… One wonders what the room will do. Whether speech or action will be f… And whether the weather will be fi… To begin.

On a wall shadowed by lights from… is the screen. Icons come to it dr… and their eyes reflect the journey… eyes reach from level earth. Narra… the room where the screen waits su…

At sunset from the top of the stai… the castle mallets wrenched from t… fell from ambush into flame flew i… above the stoneware a latch like m… the green; he stood waist high und…

Others about the embarking have reasons. I holding shreds carpenter leavings. Motions in the wind,

I go separately The sweet knees of oxen have press… ghosts with ingots have burned the… it is the dungaree darkness with C… where the westerly winds

That is why I am here not among the ibises. Why the permanent city parasol covers even me. It was the rains

Pieces clung to bedclothes. In th… Grass covered the dream of a serpe… dream turned into an opera. It was the opera that made the dre… in any country, could be Antarctic…

Since I’ve decided to revolutioni… since ” decided ”

Early night and the evening bus Passing with a new wreath around Its straggled head. The push cart Halts and fifty pineapple eyes sta… Into the invalid light. We move

On this dry prepared path walk hea… This is not “dinner music.” This… heavy as eyelids. Beams are laid. The master cuts m… Sound lays the structure. Sound l…

There is no fear in taking the first step or the second or the third having a position

sound opens sound shank of globe strings… something like images are here opening up avenues to view a dome a distant clang reaches the edific…

The world is going upstairs and some people of whom Frederick Kiesler didn’t approve